Going back to my hometown for the hair show made me feel a weird mix of homesick and also a mix of anger at and hoping-to-run-into my ex girlfriend. But besides that, it also made me realize yet again how much cooler everyone is in a big city – well dressed, fashionable, cool hair, many different types of fashion… Even in my hometown, which is by no means a fashion mecca.
Where I live now, it’s just not the same.
I wrack my brain trying to figure out how to bring that back to this little town, and my boss is trying to do that with his salon, and I think he’s actually pulling it off pretty well – but he’s bringing one feeling back to Red Deer. And I want more. I want a million feelings, a million trends, a million styles! And I don’t know how to do that without opening 10 salons around town that are all cool in different ways, and all draw people in and slowly change the tone of the town the way my boss’s salon has been changing the tone of the town in one direction.
The only problem with that is that I’d need the power of God to create those salons and keep them afloat, because it just wouldn’t work here. Not yet anyway.
So I’m conflicted and try to ignore it the best I can while I work and learn and cut and style hair.